The rain and thunder poured down, Upon my blood drenched face, Car flipped over twice in the ditch, Threw me into this muddy place,
GENESIS: Literal or Parable?
I am the embodiment of a whore, Desire nothing but myself, Sit alone in the darkened room, My mask sitting on the shelf,
The lost souls that never heard the word Jesus…
I can’t say the words They hurt to much to even think, I wonder if these will be the last, That finally shove us over the brink,